Sitting in the backyard on a Sunday in the morning
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Touched by you and all your curls that sucked me in
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I can hear you when you're screaming
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I hear you when you're talking to me
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Laughing at the jokes, laughing at the jokes
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I've said before it's only over when you've given up on me
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You held it in for so long detaching yourself from everything I gave
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Now you're on your own there's nobody else
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So happy on the outside with your conscience coming home
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Blindfold me a role, blindfold me a role you play so well
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There's one thing left to say
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Those words I said to you were never true
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Justified everything I gave to you
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I won't ever look at you the same
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Step aside you always walk away
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Blindfold
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Pulley |